Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

Seeing Fingle and Old Tang hugging each other tightly, a picture suddenly appeared in everyone's mind... The bear and the sloth, who had not seen each other for a long time, hugged each other and discussed stealing honey from the fox's house together some other day.

Lu Mingfei was not surprised at all that the two became good friends. He had long imagined how familiar the two would be. He already had a word in his mind that could accurately describe them... birds of a feather flock together.

However, Lu Mingfei secretly complained about Old Tang's double standards. Why did he describe himself as corny and describe Finkel as a close brother? Isn't this typical differential treatment... Lu Mingfei suddenly had an idea and seemed to understand Lu Mingze a little.

Seeing someone important to you sad or happy because of other people may make you feel unbalanced because you care too much. This is the possessiveness at work. Lu Mingfei will not have this kind of mentality because he has many friends now.

When he was still the loser in the dream story, he would be depressed because Chen Wenwen and other boys in the literature club were walking shoulder to shoulder on the same road, he would feel inferior because of the precious gift Caesar gave to Nuonuo, and he would even feel sad when he saw Chu Zihang and Xia Mi being close... Because he has been alone since he was a child, and he finally had a few important people, but your important people had more important people. The attention and care that originally belonged to you were divided away by others. Of course you would feel sad, just like the vegetables you worked hard to grow were stolen by others, even if the person who stole them was your important friend.

That's why Lu Mingze has such a big opinion about Chu Zihang and Hui Liyi, because they are both important people to Lu Mingfei, and Lu Mingfei can risk his life to save them... But the only person who is truly important to Lu Mingze is Lu Mingfei. Without Lu Mingfei, the life and death of Chu Zihang and Hui Liyi have nothing to do with him. He only cares about Lu Mingfei.

The less a person has, the more stingy and petty he will become. If someone wants to take away what belongs to him, he will lose his temper. If someone wants to destroy what belongs to him, he will go crazy. The flames of anger can burn through the whole world.

"Susan, Jiudesan, it was my negligence, it was my negligence, damn it!" Humpback Whale ran up and apologized breathlessly behind Su Enxi and Jiude Mai. "I told Heracles his friend came to the store and was on the third floor with you. Who knew he would run up there before he even finished listening to me? I didn't expect his reaction to be so big, so I kept shouting after him, but Heracles ran too fast. Is he a sprinter? I almost broke my legs but couldn't catch up with him!"

Lu Mingfei thought to himself that this guy was more than just a sprinter; he could easily run a full marathon. After all, for a paparazzi, escape skills were very important; if he ran too slowly and was caught, he might be killed on the spot.

"I can see you tried your best. It's not your fault." Su Enxi patted Humpback Whale's shoulder. "If Heracles wants to come up later, let him come up... Well, if the head of the Snake Eight Clan, Kazama Ruri, and Basara want to come up, there's no need to stop them. If Ukyo arrives, they can go straight to the third floor."

"What about the people from Sakura's school?" Humpback Whale pointed to the area on the second floor where the equipment department was located.

"Absolutely! Not! Allowed!" Su Enxi's face immediately darkened. "Keep an eye on those otakus. Do your best to satisfy their needs before today's performance, whether it's Coke, burgers, or computer game consoles. But don't allow them to run around. The third and first floors are restricted areas, otherwise they'll ruin today's performance!"

"I understand!" The humpback whale bowed solemnly.

"We're still unsure whether Youjing can make it to tonight's performance. We all hope he can, but if he can't, we'll just regret it." Su Enxi snapped her fingers at the humpback whale. "Try to stall for time and don't let those women start a commotion... If you really can't stand it anymore, come up to the third floor and call me. I'll do it myself!"

"Yes!" This time the humpback whale bowed sincerely, because in his eyes this woman was omnipotent.

She is rich, beautiful and young, and her logical ability and mental arithmetic ability are comparable to that of a supercomputer. Humpback Whale once put the monthly cash flow of Takama-ga-hara in front of this woman. She opened the account and glanced at it, then threw out a number in more than ten seconds, accurate to three decimal places... That was the net profit of Takama-ga-hara for the entire month. The cash flow of Takama-ga-hara was particularly complicated, with hundreds of account entries every night. It took an accountant several hours to calculate the result using a computer, but the number reported by this woman was exactly the same as the result that the accountant had repeatedly calculated several times.

The same goes for Jude-san, including Basara King, Ukyo, Sakura and Heracles. They are not ordinary people. Humpback Whale knew it from the disaster that swept Tokyo a week ago. It was not an ordinary natural disaster at all. Kassel Academy did not erase his memory. Humpback Whale still remembers the strange silk thread covering the entire Tama River area. He was also one of the witnesses who had a close encounter with a dragon-like creature passing through the city.

At that time, the humpback whale was seriously injured, but he still used his back to push the bolt leading to the rooftop. He wanted the guests to take shelter on the rooftop. The humpback whale felt his strength slipping away and thought that he might die there. Death didn't matter, but he was unwilling to not open a way to life for his guests. Suddenly, a violent storm swept over, and the door to the rooftop was blown away, as if the door to heaven had opened. The humpback whale fell backwards on the rooftop due to inertia. At that moment, he saw a black shadow passing over his head. The shadow seemed to have a human face... but it looked like a dragon.

Humpback Whale has never been an atheist. He believes that there must be certain things in this world that humans cannot understand for the time being. These things can be called "Gods"... Perhaps the omnipotent Susan and Sakura are also among them. The TV broadcast said that the cowherds of Takama-ga-hara performed heroically in that serious disaster, but perhaps this disaster was solved by Sakura and others, so they left Takama-ga-hara in a hurry that day, and returned seriously injured a few days later.

However, Humpback Whale kept this matter and these wild conjectures in his heart. He did not ask Lu Mingfei and the others, nor did he tell anyone, including his most trusted Fujiwara Kansuke... He was just the manager of a male escort club, and what he should care about was how to please his customers and how to promote his flower arrangement. Saving the world was the job of the big guys.

But think about it, the gigolos who have worked in their own shop for a month may become the big shots who save the world. This is quite magical.

Chapter 755 Elvis Finger

Just as the humpback whale was rarely lost in his wild fantasy, thunderous applause and whistles rang out from the first floor.

"Old whale, old whale... Hey!" Jude Mai called out to the humpback whale several times but there was no response. Finally, she slapped the big bald head of this daydreaming whale.

"Ah...ah!" The humpback whale's eyes were full of stars. He was pulled back to reality from the profound philosophical question of "Are God and angels the same thing?" Jude Mai's grip was quite strong.

"The third performance is over, it's your turn to perform." Jiude Mai reminded the distracted old cowherd, and did not forget to kick him on the butt, driving him to the first floor, just like an experienced farmer waving a whip to drive the old cow to plow the designated area of ​​the farmland.

"Oh, oh, right away!" The humpback whale ran two steps and then suddenly turned around, as if remembering something. He scratched his big bald head and said to Jiude Mai, "But the next guest performer is Heracles. The show can't start without him. Jiude-san, can I take Heracles away?"

As he spoke, the humpback whale cautiously pointed at Fingel who was standing by the fence... At this moment, Fingel had already pulled Lao Tang to stand at the best viewing spot, and began pointing at the guests on the first floor, muttering, "This girl looks like Noriko Sakai, so hot", "That girl's legs are longer than my life, roughly estimated to be at least 1.1 meters long"... It was so happy that these like-minded brothers got together, and it seemed that they had forgotten about the upcoming performance.

"It's your turn, and you're still staring at girls. You can't stop being a dog, and you can't stop being a nerd!" Jiude Mai also kicked Finger on the butt. "Why don't you get off the court right now? Don't you still need to change clothes? If you mess up tonight, I'll hold you responsible!"

Finger's body trembled. He covered his butt and ran downstairs while complaining to Jiude Mai: "What's the rush? What's the rush? How could I forget such a big thing? I've been keeping it in mind! Aren't you here to chat with my brother and relax before the performance? I've been calculating the time. If the protagonist appears earlier, there will be no suspense, right?"

"Well said, brother! I didn't expect you to have a solo performance tonight!" Old Tang waved at Finger's back as he ran away like a bear. "Don't mess it up! Show off your awesomeness and shock those women. I'm counting on you to show off!"

"Of course." Finkel turned his head and gave everyone a thumbs-up. "But remember to cover your ears until I finish my performance."

"Why do you have to cover your ears?" Old Tang asked in confusion.

"I'm afraid the women's screams and cheers will deafen your ears." Finkel lifted his bangs in a cocky manner.

The action of lifting his bangs was not just to look cool. At the same time, Finkel took out a mask from his chest... the mask with the face of a handsome ancient Greek man printed on it that he wore when he first appeared. Finkel pressed the mask on his face and skillfully tied the rope into a bow behind his head.

Everyone either rolled their eyes or pursed their lips in disdain. Only Old Tang, respectfully, showed a proud expression, sighing, "My brother really is the best!"

When going downstairs, Finkel casually grabbed a package from the corridor. He had placed it there early in the morning when he went upstairs. Finkel pulled out two golden objects from the package... which turned out to be his performance costumes!

No wonder this guy wasn't in a hurry at all, calmly telling Jude Mai he'd been mentally calculating his on-stage time. He'd already prepared his costume, and he'd actually stuffed him in the hallway... Considering the fourth show's start time, he hadn't planned to change while he was downstairs, hadn't he? Not to mention that while changing, he wasn't worried about being seen naked in the hallway. Looking at those two shimmering, tight-fitting costumes, could this tall, muscular guy really squeeze himself into them on his own in such a short time?

The humpback whale had already stepped onto the stage before Fingel... He didn't take the stairs. He was hung with a wire and was suspended all the way from the third floor and directly airborne to the stage. He still made his debut in such a flashy way, like a bald angel surprisingly descending from the sky. The old store manager might have a child who never grows up in his heart, and he will never get tired of this trick.

The guests applauded and cheered out of respect, because the first three performances were pretty good. Although they couldn't be called very novel or creative, at least the business level was still up to standard... Takama-ga-hara's service may not be the best and most luxurious in all the nightclubs in Tokyo, but it will never neglect any paying customer. Every penny the customers spend in this store is definitely worth it.

Explosive singing and dancing, handsome gigolos with makeup that makes them look like stars and posing coquettishly, and scenes that resemble fashion shows and singing competitions... these are all put together with money and thought, and with the effect of high-proof alcohol and the backdrop of colorful lights, it is easy to arouse the emotions of the guests.

In front of Su Enxi and Jude Mai, the humpback whale was timid, like an old eunuch without his own opinion who obeyed orders blindly. However, when standing on the stage facing the guests, the humpback whale was majestic and full of aura. If Takama-ga-hara was a mighty city, then the humpback whale was the lord of this mighty city. Tonight, the mighty city opened its doors to welcome guests. These women of noble status were of course guests who came from far and wide, and the gigolos and waiters who came and went were all the humpback whale's capable subordinates. Tonight, he was bound to hold a banquet for everyone.

"Angels of Takama-ga-hara, are you happy? Are you joyful? Are you... happy?" Humpback Whale raised the microphone stand as if holding up a golden scepter. He pointed the microphone in the direction of the audience, just like a rock singer singing the climax of a song and inviting the audience to sing along.

The cheers were thunderous. In the noisy ballroom, it was impossible for the guests to answer the host's questions in unison. Cheers were the best way to express their approval of Takama-ga-hara's performance. The louder and more enthusiastic the cheers were, the more they appreciated Takama-ga-hara's performance... and the women's cheers at this moment were several times louder than when the show just started. This meant that Takama-ga-hara's first three performances were considered a success, and most of the guests were pleased with them.

"We only just decided to present this upcoming performance yesterday. It was undoubtedly a very risky decision, as all other performances were planned at least a week in advance, undergoing countless arrangements, rehearsals, and practice sessions until we felt the performance was mature enough before we dared to present it to you all." The humpback whale suddenly calmed down and said slowly, "But this performance has no rehearsals at all, and Cowherd is a newcomer who has never performed on stage before."

The whole audience was in an uproar, and everyone was talking about it. Don't be afraid of such a thing in Takama-ga-hara. It has never happened in any host club, even in a nightclub. Facing so many customers, all of whom are used to big scenes, a new host will feel a little bit stage fright. This kind of timidity often requires a long time and countless times of training and polishing to overcome... But without rehearsal, and being a newcomer, going on stage at such a grand celebration and performing in front of such important guests, is this really something that a high-level host club like Takama-ga-hara would arrange?

In other words, what kind of talent would a new host possess to be trusted by the Takama-ga-hara manager, to be given an entire performance slot at a major event? Remember, a show needs at least ten minutes. If there are a thousand people in Takama-ga-hara right now, ten minutes for a thousand people equals ten thousand minutes—ten thousand minutes more valuable than for ordinary people. If this performance fails, Takama-ga-hara will undoubtedly be ruined… Unless it's a rising talent on the level of Basara King, Ukyo, or Kosakura, who instantly wins everyone's favor the moment they appear, or a melancholic boy like Master Kazama, whose mere presence is so charming that people can't help but buy tickets to support him.

"Although he's a newcomer, I tested his abilities in person yesterday. After watching him perform, I have only one word to describe him... Extraordinarily gifted, stunning!" The humpback whale was deeply moved.

In fact, he said more than one word, but no one cared about this insignificant detail. The guests were very curious about what kind of guy could be worthy of such praise from Humpback Whale, who was common among all kinds of gigolos. They wanted to praise him like a flower and even bet their precious time tonight and the important reputation of Takama-ga-hara on him... Could it be that he was a new gem boy that Humpback Whale found this week, so they praised him so much, and his talent was even more amazing than Basara, Ukyo and Sakura?

"Words are powerless; only what you see with your own eyes is truth. Whether his performance will please the angels is for all of you to judge!" Humpback Whale raised one hand above his head and snapped his fingers loudly as he exited the stage. "Next, please welcome our apprentice gigolo from Takama-ga-hara, the excellent... Heracles!"

The lights on the stage suddenly went out, and the black bear-like figure of the humpback whale emerged from the darkness.

The whole audience was shocked and everyone was talking about it, not because they were scared by the sudden darkening of the lights, but because of the name that came out of the humpback whale's mouth... Heracles, the man who appeared on stage in a strange way wearing a strange mask, did leave a deep impression on the guests. He was very graceful when he was serious and had an extraordinary bearing when he walked to the stage, but some people were more impressed by his antics.

Is Humpback Whale really banking on this guy to establish Takama-ga-hara? This was a separate performance segment, not a guest appearance by the host. A few clever and innovative performances might have wowed the audience, but during the actual performance, no one would buy in without a performance that could ignite the audience's emotions... The first three performances had already raised everyone's spirits considerably. If the next performance suddenly brought the audience's spirits down, it would undoubtedly be a huge failure.

So how could this supposed Heracles elevate the atmosphere tonight? His humorous rhetoric? His antics? Or perhaps the art of contrast?

Don't be funny, these are just little tricks that are not good enough to be used at a formal banquet. If you show them off again and again in front of others, you will not be praised, but will be despised by everyone.

On the dark stage, the humpback whale slowly left the stage, his heart beating fast. It would be a lie to say he wasn't nervous. Heracles' performance yesterday really shocked him, but that performance was private after all, not in such a grand occasion, under the audience's hot gaze and spotlights. A person may be an excellent performer in private, but there are too many interference factors after going on stage. The humpback whale was not sure whether Heracles could let go.

This was a huge gamble. If he won, Takama-ga-hara's signature gigolo would have one more person tonight in addition to Basara, Ukyo and Sakura, and Heracles' gigolo career would come to a perfect and brilliant end. But if he lost, Heracles would have no choice but to leave in disgrace, and his appearance as the host's assistant in the second half of the performance might even be booed by the audience, and the entire celebration night in Takama-ga-hara would fail to achieve the expected effect.

The humpback whale could only pray silently in his heart that Heracles would be strong enough to live up to expectations. After all, if this performance went wrong and Ukyo couldn't make it to the farewell ceremony, their Takama-ga-hara's reputation in the Tokyo socialite circle would really plummet tonight.

Suddenly, a beam of light came on, not shining on the center of the stage, but on a staircase at the side of the stage. There, a figure was walking gracefully towards the front of the stage.

The people on the third floor were the first to see the shadow clearly. It was Fingel... but it was not the Fingel who was joking with them on the third floor and pointing at the beauties in a lewd manner with Old Tang.

This guy's aura suddenly changed, and he seemed like a completely different person. He was wearing a tight dance costume, his long hair was curled on top of his head, and the silver foil covering his body was shining brightly under the spotlight... For a moment, no one could tell, was this still the paparazzi who only knew KFC and gossip?

As this guy walked to the center of the stage, he had just buttoned the last button on his chest, revealing the perfect lines of his plump pectoral muscles. No one could figure out how this guy managed to squeeze such a huge body into such a sexy dance costume in such a short time. In his every move, one could really see the shadows of two rock stars... Michael Jackson and Elvis Presley.

A majestic symphony sounded, and more than 20 Dynaudio flagship speakers were playing from all corners of the hall, as if a symphony orchestra was performing live... It would be a fantasy to train a symphony orchestra in such a short time. Humpback Whale also wanted to invite a real symphony orchestra to help, but this proposal was rejected internally by Su Enxi.

Of course it’s not a matter of money. Su Enxi has never been short of money and is not reluctant to spend it, but the level of tacit understanding between the symphony orchestra and the gigolos cannot be guaranteed.

Chapter 756 Peerless Dancer

Su Enxi could easily hire the world's top symphony orchestra or rock band with just one phone call, but she didn't do it. Perhaps the orchestra could give the audience a shocking performance, and the performance level of the Takama-ga-hara gigolos was also online, but the combination of the two would not necessarily achieve an effect of one plus one being greater than two. If hiring an orchestra would make the scene more chaotic, it would be better to use high-quality audio equipment instead... Besides, the money spent on buying these audio equipment is already more expensive than hiring a symphony orchestra.

As the music played, Fingel began to beat the rhythm with his toes. Every time his hard-toed leather shoes pressed down, he stepped exactly on the accent of the drum. As the frequency of the drum beats became faster and faster, Fingel's steps became faster and harder. The sound system in front of the stage recorded the sound of the leather shoes stepping on the stage and expanded it to all directions through the speakers. Every time the sharp toes of the leather shoes touched the ground, it was like a sharp steel knife cutting the beat of the music, elegantly and precisely.

The prelude ended and the soothing sound of the cello began to play. The cello is the soul of the symphony. Along with the flowing sound of the cello, Finkel on the stage stopped stepping on the beat. His legs swung back and forth, like two curved pendulums, or like two soft snakes, approaching each other and then intertwining... At the same time, Finkel's whole body moved rapidly on the stage. Under the illumination of the headlights, his shadow quickly stretched and shortened, like an erratic ghost.

Exclamations rang out one after another from the crowd in the audience as Finkel's performance reached its first climax.

Moonwalk! This guy actually moonwalked on stage, and it was the most authentic kind!

Performing the moonwalk to the accompaniment of a symphony might sound strange, but seeing it with your own eyes it didn't feel awkward or discordant at all, because Fingel hit every beat perfectly and didn't miss any ups and downs of the tone. On the contrary, his movements were perfectly in tune with the music, just like a skilled sailor perfectly steering a white sailboat along the increasingly turbulent current. It was truly a visual enjoyment... No one could have imagined that the moonwalk, which originated from rock music, could be combined so skillfully with classical symphony music, like the fusion of fire and water, which do not dissolve or fight each other, but instead coexist harmoniously and skillfully.

"My brother is so awesome!" Old Tang on the third floor looked at Finkel who was beginning to glow on the stage, and cheered with his hands rubbed, as if it was not his brother but himself who was dancing with hip swings on the stage.

"This guy... still has that bit of charm." Su Enxi had to admit.

"You are indeed quite capable." It is undoubtedly a high compliment for the arrogant Jiude Mai to say such a thing.

Lu Mingfei was also slightly surprised. In the dream, when he won the day of freedom and went to the Amber Hall of the Student Union for the first time, the opening event was also a dance. He and Fingel couldn't find a dance partner, so they teamed up in a hurry. Fingel boasted to him that he was the Elvis Presley of the grade, and his dancing skills amazed all the girls... At that time, Lu Mingfei did feel that Fingel was a good dancer, but he didn't expect him to be so strong.

In the past two years, Finger often took Lu Mingfei to the dormitory to reminisce about the past. After two glasses of red wine during midnight snack, he would talk about how handsome and elegant he was in the past, and how he had many admirers at his age and even in the whole school. Now Caesar and Chu Zihang can only be regarded as his replicas. Time is really unforgiving and the new generation replaces the old generation... Whenever Finger talked about this, Lu Mingfei would impatiently force him to drink.

It was really that useless senior brother kept repeating the same few sentences over and over again, saying that the people pursuing him could line up from the teaching building to the cafeteria, and that his email box was filled with emails from girls inviting him on dates... Lu Mingfei almost knew it by heart, and he wanted to get him drunk as soon as possible to put an end to this torture that had been repeated countless times.

But now it seems that his boasts were not all just bragging. For example, he danced really well and it was no exaggeration to say that he was the Elvis Presley of his grade. His writing was also great. Lu Mingfei had read his novels, and apart from the fact that he wrote himself and Chu Zihang as a pair of infatuated and resentful men, which made him very dissatisfied, the other parts were also very literary... Looking at Finkel who was displaying his talent on the stage, Lu Mingfei thought that the loser might not have been a loser back then. This guy might really have an awesome side, and the number of girls chasing after him might be no less than the number chasing after Caesar and Chu Zihang now. However, a few years passed in a flash, and the girls back then also graduated. The young boy gradually turned into an old uncle and a savvy guy in the academy year after year. Looking at it this way, time is really unreasonable, turning the handsome boy back then into a loser today.

"But this is just the beginning." Jiude Mai, who had just praised Finger, suddenly changed the subject, "I'm more curious about how he will handle this next."

Yeah, what's next? That's the real kicker, and this is just the symphony's main theme. The moonwalk itself is a dance move that's both firm and gentle, and it's understandable that it blends so well with the elegant classical music. But how do you combine the climax of the symphony with rock dance moves? These are two completely different, even diametrically opposed styles. Wouldn't this guy just wait until the main theme is over and then suddenly switch to a tango for the climax? But he's wearing rock clothes. Even with his excellent dancing skills, such a combination would be too disjointed.

The stage suddenly went dark, and Fingle's last moonwalk slid into the darkness. This was the brilliance of the performance. Everyone knew that this was creating suspense, but no one knew what would be presented to the public next.

The moment the lights came on, powerful syllables gushed out from the low speakers. At the same time, Finkel jumped from the darkness into the circle of light in the center of the stage. A portable microphone appeared on his collar, and his hairstyle changed from a slicked-back style to long curly waves.

“Dangerous!”

Finkel roared fiercely, and his passionate voice spread throughout Takama-ga-hara through the public address system. This deep voice scared everyone.

But the next second, it was replaced by thunderous applause and cheers, because of Finger's action... He was thrusting his hips passionately on the stage. It seemed that this was a slightly insulting and extremely indecent action, but there was nothing wrong with it in a male escort club. More importantly, this action was a tribute to the King of Dance Michael Jackson, and the lyrics that Finger shouted were also a tribute.

"Dangerous", the title song from Michael Jackson's album of the same name, sold more than 14 million copies worldwide in five weeks, and won the 35th Grammy Award for Best Non-Classical Album Planning. The live performance even broke several world records. This classic rock music and the King of Dance's classic dance moves once swept the world.

The symphony was still audible, but the tempo had sped up, and the extra piano notes in the climax were accentuated by the drum beats, making it more in line with the energetic dance. This piece of classical music had been completely refurbished and adapted, with Michael's modern rock music integrated into it. No wonder Lu Mingfei and the others couldn't tell where the song came from. Not to mention that it had been changed beyond recognition, but such an adaptation was really... crazy. If it got out, it would probably be criticized by classical musicians and modern arrangers.

I have to say, in addition to his outstanding dancing skills, this guy also has an unexpectedly good voice. His hoarse and low voice when he roars really has the style of a rock musician. Maybe he has watched a lot of Michael Jackson videos, Fingle's imitation of the dancing king's dance moves can be said to be very lifelike, such as hip thrusts, hat presses, turns, and space walks... The fluttering hems embroidered with silver foil sequins and the flared trouser legs are like butterflies dancing on the stage, dazzling people.

The dance moves are almost copied, but the voice is completely different from Michael Jackson. The King of Dance's voice is loud and penetrating, while Fingle's voice is hoarse and low, like the friction between metals. Such a roar of singing fits perfectly with the emphasized beats and drum beats. It is definitely not a simple imitation or copying. This performance is novel, bold and full of sincerity.

If the previous performances were about the gigolos driving the guests to sing and dance, then this one was Finkel's personal show of singing and dancing. The guests were tired after jumping for half an hour straight, and the inclusion of such a classic yet novel rock song and dance in the middle was just perfect... It's hard to imagine that this was a performance that was decided on at the last minute without any rehearsal or preview. If that was the case, then the man on the stage was definitely a natural performer. He wasn't at all stage fright, and his talent was almost overflowing!

After the dance, a drum beat was emphasized on the ending action of crossing legs and touching the head with fingers on the side. It was so classic that it couldn't be more classic... The whole audience was ignited, cheers and applause hit the stage like a tsunami. It was indeed a shocking performance. No drum beat was missed throughout the whole process, and all the beats were stepped on accurately. What the humpback whale said was right, this guy really deserves an independent performance, with songs, dances and passion. The level of this performance has left the previous performances far behind.

"Bravo." Jude Mai clapped softly, not sparing her praise. "It deserves such applause. It's truly a high-quality performance."

"Rather than the loser's counterattack, I prefer to believe that this guy is talented and just pretends to be a loser." Su Enxi sighed.

"Who's the loser? Who said my brother is a loser? Have any of you ever seen such an awesome loser?" Old Tang protested Su Enxi's words, defending his brother. "Aren't you shocked? Look at those pretty girls who are almost going crazy. They've all been captured by my brother! He's really awesome!"

Old Tang whistled loudly towards the stage, but the sound was undoubtedly drowned out by the cheers of the audience... Only Lu Mingfei did not speak, because he noticed that Finkel did not freeze in that classic ending move.

The guy on the stage untied the high ponytail tied behind his head, and his long gray hair cascaded down. Finkel put one hand on his mask, and a meaningful smile seemed to appear at the corner of his mouth.

Hearing the cheers from the audience, I knew why Fingle wore such a funny mask when he appeared on stage and performed... "Heracles!" "Heracles!" "Heracles!"

Hercules, this is the name of the Greek Hercules. The Greek man on this mask is the famous Heracles, also the nickname of Fingle... This clever man used such a clever way to leave his name in the hearts of the guests again.

The mask was suddenly thrown out from the stage, like white doves flying in the venue. The women near the stage jumped up with their hands raised, scrambling for it, just like the men in ancient times scrambling for the marriage bouquet thrown by the daughters of wealthy families.

The women's attention was attracted by the flying mask, and few people noticed that Finkel on the stage revealed his marble-like face, facing the second floor behind him, with one hand extended with the palm facing up... It was an invitation gesture, he was extending an invitation to someone on the second floor.

Lu Mingfei and the others looked towards the second floor in the direction of Finkel's hand. There was a petite figure standing on the edge of the second floor. Before Lu Mingfei and the others could see the face clearly, the lights in the venue suddenly went dark again. The people in the audience exclaimed in surprise, and for a moment no one could react to what had happened.

A few seconds later, the lights came on again, revealing only a snow-white circle of light, illuminating the center of the stage. In the circle of light, two figures stood facing each other. In front of Finkel stood a petite but perfectly formed girl in a snow-white long dress. Under the light, the expression on the girl's fair face was as lofty as a snow-capped mountain.

No one knew how this girl got on the court. There was no doubt that she appeared on the court when the lights just dimmed, but just a few seconds was not enough... unless she jumped directly from the second floor.

Only Lu Mingfei and a few others saw that the girl really jumped onto the stage from the fence on the second floor, like a light swan. The three-meter height was no problem for her with an "A" level bloodline.

"Why is she on stage?" Jude Mai looked slightly surprised.

"I don't know. The process didn't mention her being on stage at all. This was unexpected!" Su Enxi covered her mouth in surprise. "So she told us she'd be staying on the second floor with the people from Kassel Academy. Was it actually to make it easier for her to appear on stage?"

"That's awesome!" Old Tang shouted excitedly.

It was absolutely beyond everyone's expectation that during the performance of the Cowherd, a woman actually appeared on the stage. Moreover, she was a woman that Lu Mingfei and the others were familiar with... Based on what Lu Mingfei and the others knew about her, this girl was not the type to like to join in the fun.

The audience in the audience was also stunned. The sudden appearance of the woman on the stage made them unable to predict what would happen next. Without giving anyone time to think, the music started playing again. This time it was no longer a combination of symphony and rock, but a pure tango.

The two dancers stepped forward to the beating beat. They spun, jumped, and then met. One was majestic and powerful, and the other was powerful, like a peerless ice skate.

Chapter 757 Perfect Performance

Watching the two dancers' movements, all the audience members in the audience had the same picture in their minds. If this tango symphony was a rushing stream of water, the steps of the two dancers were like two sharp knives, cutting even the water as they slashed forward.

It was then that all the audience suddenly realized why the man on the stage was wearing a tango tights on the inside and a rock jacket on the outside... Because he had more than one performance, so he prepared two sets of costumes. When people only saw the first layer, he had already come to the second layer. When people followed his emotions and immersed themselves in the second layer, he lifted the veil of the third layer. He could always stir up the audience's emotions. You could never guess what he was doing. After the rock music ended, it was classical music. Modern art and classical art were presented on this stage one after another and perfectly combined.

Lifting legs gracefully, swinging arms gracefully, these are classic ballet moves. Just a few poses show that this girl definitely has a foundation in ballet, and she has been practicing since she was a child. The arc between the opening and closing of her movements is as perfect as if it were printed and reproduced. This is the muscle memory engraved in her bones from years of training.

The girl is not tall, a model of petite figure, but her legs are absolutely perfect compared to her height. When she lifts her legs, the tight arc and straight lines are as hard as a knife. She shakes her head, turns around, and draws circles, perfectly cutting through the dance music. The trajectory of her movements on the stage is like a laser passing across the ice.

Finkel was no less impressive, he also shook his head and spun around, but compared to the girl's rigid dance moves, he looked so... showy.

Yes, it is showy, and it is called art. But both rock and roll and tango are actually a kind of showy music and dance. One originated from the streets of Europe and the United States, and was created by the lower-class black people who were persecuted and exploited by the society at that time. It is an accusation against society and a cry against the unfairness of fate. The lyrics and dance movements are always full of large-scale suggestive content. The other originated from the upper class of Europe in the Middle Ages. The leisurely and elegant nobles completed socializing and pairing through these songs and dances. In many cases, nobles of the opposite sex who fell in love at the ball would even wake up in the same bed after the banquet. After that, they put on their clothes tacitly and went home, pretending that nothing had happened.